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            After 
                a final steep pitch, we arrived at the small summit clearing, 
                which was dominated by the steel framed observation tower. This 
                tower replaced the former enclosed firetower in the seventies, 
                which I think was being used too often as a shelter by backpackers. 
                We arrived at the summit in better time than I had expected, especially 
                considering that I was a bit out of shape. 
              
              
              We 
                climbed the wooden steps of the tower to take in the views, which 
                were magnificent in all directions. 
                The sky was a deep blue and the weather was near perfect, especially 
                considering that it was raining back home in Massachusetts.  
              
              
              To 
                the northeast, I could clearly see Mt Washington and the Presidentials. 
                To the west loomed the entire Franconia Ridge from Mt Lafayette 
                to Mt Flume. In front of that, almost blending in to the background 
                was Owl's Head, followed by the Bonds ridge tapering off into 
                the Pemigewasset Wilderness. Closer by, I could pick out North 
                and South Hancock and their long undulating connecting ridge. 
              To 
                the north were Mt Hale, Zeacliff, and Zealand Notch. The view 
                of Mt Carrigain from 
                Zealand Falls Hut through Zealand Notch is unforgettable, 
                but Zealand Notch is nearly lost in the mountain vastness from 
                the top of Mt Carrigain. 
              We 
                set in a corner at the top of the tower, enjoying the warm sun, 
                lunch, and the views for longer than I had planned. Gray jays 
                lazily landed on the platform looking for handouts. Not long before 
                we were ready to leave, a couple from Maine arrived at the summit. 
                They were also peakbaggers, and hoped to finish this summer. We 
                collaborated for a while, trying to identify all of the peaks 
                and features that surrounded us.  
              
              
              Except 
                for one fall in which I sustained a small cut on my hand, the 
                hike down went well. We saw a couple of other hikers, but mostly 
                the woods and trail were quiet and soothing.    | 
             
               
                Trail 
                sign at the summit. We arrived at the summit in better time than 
                I had expected, especially considering that I was a bit out of 
            shape.    | 
             
             
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